How To Annoy Your Cousin Novels & Stories

I tell her something I know will set her off, simply because I know it would. “Good girl,” I whisper lowly, placing a kiss on her exposed shoulders then turning and leaving her in an instant. She whips her head, glaring at my back as I walk away. I smile this time, happy with myself. “Having a mate must be all sunshine and shit,” my annoying cousin says from behind me. I hadn’t even noticed when he got close. I feel like breaking his front teeth for touching her the way he did earlier. He is a flirt and doesn’t know how to keep it in his pants. He fucks anything that moves and wears a skirt, as long as she has a pulse, then she is good enough for him.

“I guess we still like you. Even though you want nothing but to see us dead.” He ran a hand through his hair, gripping the strands until his knuckles went white. “I want to hate you enough to kill you, dear cousin. I want to feel nothing when I think of your name. But here I am, harder than I’ve been in years, because I want to fuck you more than I want to kill you.”

Graham made a few notes in her notebook, giving Mom and Dad a glowing review. "Thank you for your time," she said before she and Ms. Porter stood up to leave. All of a sudden, Izzy choked out a sob and said, "Ms. Graham, can you please talk to my younger cousin, Melanie, for me? She always treats me like I'm her enemy. I just want us to get along peacefully." Ms. Graham frowned at Mom and Dad. Mom's smile stiffened, and she quickly explained, "Children always compete for attention. It's just normal—"

The more he pushed, the more my irritation grew. It wasn't just about the tomatoes, though. Richard's constant chatter, and his ongoing need for validation and attention, grated on my nerves. His animated conversations and enthusiasm clashed with my reserved nature, leaving me craving moments of silence and solitude. The obvious difference between our personalities intensified my annoyance and made our living together more challenging.

I walked into a heated but loving argument between Marcy and Bennett. “I’m just saying,” my cousin hopped out of our eldest cousin’s reach as she reached to swat him in the arm, “I’m the one out there training them all morning. It’d be nice to come in to some fresh lemonade.” Marcy plucked a wooden spoon off the counter, angling it toward our baby cousin threateningly. “If you want lemonade, make it yourself, you spoiled brat!” She turned toward me, presumably to persuade me to back her up, but she stopped cold.

she squealed as she ran to me and gave me a really tight hug. “Ouch! I can’t breathe!” I said but the bitch just giggled and hugged me even more. Ugh. Seriously, now. I don’t know if I should be thankful that she’s here and with that I could take off my mind from this freaking weird feeling that I have for my professor or if I should be annoyed cause hell, she’s really loud. Gosh. **** “What are you doing?” I creased my forehead at my cousin who was chopping vegetables already. Our bar counter is so messy! “Are you making salad?” I asked again, but she didn’t replied.

The idea of falling for that woman was sickening. "She's leaving in three months. Are you sure you won't be missing her?" "Not even a bit. I wish she'd leave sooner. In Fact, I wish she'd have crippled you. I didn't know when you became so annoying" he was irritated with his cousin for not keeping his mouth shut. "You wouldn't want me dead would you?" Joseph faked a hurt, earning a dissatisfied glance from Pharrell. "If you weren't my cousin and you weren't bewitched, I'd have finished you myself."

"Trip or something. House is empty. And I'm not being nice I'm being decent. There's a difference." I wiped my nose with my sleeve and glared at him. "Decent. From you. That's new. We hate each other Cole. Or did you forget all the times we argued at family stuff before everything went to hell?" He snorted a short laugh. "I didn't forget. You're still annoying as hell. But you look like someone kicked your puppy and then ran over it. Even I have limits." I laughed through the tears because it was so stupid. Him of all people acting like a decent human. "Great. Just great. First Ken picks his ex over me and now my cousin who I usually want to strangle is playing hero. What is this day?"

And that terrified me more than any car accident ever could. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, making me jump. I grabbed it with shaking fingers and saw a text from my aunt. You were rude to your cousin earlier. You should apologize to him because he is your senior. I stared at the message for a long moment, feeling my jaw clench so hard it hurt. My grip on the phone tightened until my knuckles went white. "You too, Aunt?" I said to the screen, rolling my eyes so hard it made my head ache. "Please don't add to my troubles today."

she snarled. If there was anything funny in what she had said, she didn't notice. But the next second, her cousin burst into an endless feat of laughter. And she did not pretend it did not offend her. It came as a big blow to her ego. "Threaten me!" Monica exclaimed in laughter, "Now that's something exciting you've said. What's the worst you could do, warn me against going close to your betrothed? As a matter of fact my dear cousin, you have nothing against me. Give me an army and I'll fight them with my hands tied."